User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-2104511-20110731192814/@comment-25220117-20110731194239

Colonel Forthingsol sighed, drawing his rapier and twirling it in the sunlight in a quick, steely arc. Another hare, Sgt. Fogging took a step toward his Colonel, saluting to his fellow hare's turned back "Th'jolly lookout Lieutenant Fieldburn has blinkin' well spotted the bounders movin'about, sah. Perhaps they seek to meet us" Forthingsol chuckled dryly "Best not t'be rude then, ol'lad. Prepare th'chaps!" Sgt. Fogging nods, turning to alert the crew "Right-o, sah"